I'm sticking with the second. So I was watching Pride and Prejudice the other night, as one does, and feeling very disappointed that a classy porny version has yet to be made. Ang Lee, I'm looking at you. I need more than a soaked Colin Firth, is what I'm saying, and I'm sure I'm not alone. (As much as I can't stand Keira Knightly - the JAW! It will surely kill us all - what's his nuts in that version is tres sexy.) So I went looking for fanfiction, as one does in these situations. This is what ff was MADE for, right?
Problem is, so much of it sucks, as we all know. And while I wish someone would discover some dirty chapters that Ms. Austen failed to submit to her publishers (how delicious would THAT be?) I could be content with well-written ff. What will make me hit the back button faster than 5 Guys and 1 Tub (lol, that was one of the funnier things to come out of yesterday's post) is reading that Fitzwilliam Darcy UNZIPPED ELIZABETH FROM HER DRESS. Zipper?! Did she check facebook before retiring to her chambers as well? Did Mary spend her nights bemoaning her misfortune whilst running polyester through her Singer sewing machine? EGADS, PEOPLE. RESEARCH.
Also, one's clothes do not (nor did they ever) "flewn about." I'm no Shakespeare, shit, I'm no King, but FLEWN. That's like when my college roommate argued with me that "squozed" was SO an actual word. Head --> desk. (One of my favorite stupid people stories comes from my ex husband who asked me in all earnestness what language Frasier was speaking. As in the TV show Frasier. I'll leave you with that head scratcher.)
And on that note, I've spent far too much time yesterday and this morning reading through IDP manuals, checking up on road crew work, and memorizing the inventory at Talbots so this ridiculous little story I'm struggling with about Jason Stackhouse and Pam... Pam sounds right. Lol. Um, I'm on the far edge of the balance beam, clearly.
IN WOEBEGONE SPARKLE/TWILIGHT NEWS: I realized that my original plans to race out Friday morning to see the newest Twilight movie (FOR MOCKING PURPOSES ONLY, I've not lost my mind completely) isn't going to work as a) I'm hosting a shindig that night for upwards of 40 people and that requires cleaning, food prep, booze prep, etc. and b) I'm filming all day Saturday (whee, commercials are FUN and fast. I dig those.) and this all adds up to c) you won't get your dose of snark from me until Monday. I KNOW, I'M SAD ABOUT IT, TOO. I kinda need to go see it Friday morning, though, because that's when the craziest people go! Last time women were dressed up WITH PERFUME to see it, as if Edward Cullen was waiting for them in the lobby, just hoping to fall in love with a substitute teacher, or whatever. WOW. Good times were had by me loling over the Sparklepires and the women who love them.
I need to do a bunch of push ups and squats so I don't feel guilty about sitting on my ass all day writing. I'll get going on that aaaaaaany moment now. Any minute now.
OH WAIT, I REMEMBERED SOMETHING I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT. Who is watching Curb Your Enthusiasm? I don't know when I've laughed so hard as last Sunday's episode. Oh my god, "My daughter's got a rash on her pussy." The sincerity in which that line was delivered had me literally falling to my side, laughing. Then the continued joke about that word being acceptable in discussions about a 9 year old... "I think I got this rash from my special friend. She's 9 and has a rash on her pussy." "Call the police." Oh man. That's my sense of humor, right there. I love you Larry David. I can't wait for the finale next week. SO FUNNY.
Problem is, so much of it sucks, as we all know. And while I wish someone would discover some dirty chapters that Ms. Austen failed to submit to her publishers (how delicious would THAT be?) I could be content with well-written ff. What will make me hit the back button faster than 5 Guys and 1 Tub (lol, that was one of the funnier things to come out of yesterday's post) is reading that Fitzwilliam Darcy UNZIPPED ELIZABETH FROM HER DRESS. Zipper?! Did she check facebook before retiring to her chambers as well? Did Mary spend her nights bemoaning her misfortune whilst running polyester through her Singer sewing machine? EGADS, PEOPLE. RESEARCH.
Also, one's clothes do not (nor did they ever) "flewn about." I'm no Shakespeare, shit, I'm no King, but FLEWN. That's like when my college roommate argued with me that "squozed" was SO an actual word. Head --> desk. (One of my favorite stupid people stories comes from my ex husband who asked me in all earnestness what language Frasier was speaking. As in the TV show Frasier. I'll leave you with that head scratcher.)
And on that note, I've spent far too much time yesterday and this morning reading through IDP manuals, checking up on road crew work, and memorizing the inventory at Talbots so this ridiculous little story I'm struggling with about Jason Stackhouse and Pam... Pam sounds right. Lol. Um, I'm on the far edge of the balance beam, clearly.
IN WOEBEGONE SPARKLE/TWILIGHT NEWS: I realized that my original plans to race out Friday morning to see the newest Twilight movie (FOR MOCKING PURPOSES ONLY, I've not lost my mind completely) isn't going to work as a) I'm hosting a shindig that night for upwards of 40 people and that requires cleaning, food prep, booze prep, etc. and b) I'm filming all day Saturday (whee, commercials are FUN and fast. I dig those.) and this all adds up to c) you won't get your dose of snark from me until Monday. I KNOW, I'M SAD ABOUT IT, TOO. I kinda need to go see it Friday morning, though, because that's when the craziest people go! Last time women were dressed up WITH PERFUME to see it, as if Edward Cullen was waiting for them in the lobby, just hoping to fall in love with a substitute teacher, or whatever. WOW. Good times were had by me loling over the Sparklepires and the women who love them.
I need to do a bunch of push ups and squats so I don't feel guilty about sitting on my ass all day writing. I'll get going on that aaaaaaany moment now. Any minute now.
OH WAIT, I REMEMBERED SOMETHING I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT. Who is watching Curb Your Enthusiasm? I don't know when I've laughed so hard as last Sunday's episode. Oh my god, "My daughter's got a rash on her pussy." The sincerity in which that line was delivered had me literally falling to my side, laughing. Then the continued joke about that word being acceptable in discussions about a 9 year old... "I think I got this rash from my special friend. She's 9 and has a rash on her pussy." "Call the police." Oh man. That's my sense of humor, right there. I love you Larry David. I can't wait for the finale next week. SO FUNNY.
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Date: 2009-11-18 03:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-11-18 03:49 pm (UTC)Also, you need to see this:
see more Epic Fails (http://failblog.org)
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Date: 2009-11-18 03:53 pm (UTC)It's a disease, I tell you.
Julia, me, I'll be rereading The Fifth Elephant
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Date: 2009-11-18 03:57 pm (UTC)You have a fun weekend ahead of you, party, filming, and mocking a movie! I look forward to reading about it all. Especially Twilight. :D
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Date: 2009-11-18 03:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 04:01 pm (UTC)I wonder how many women pop those undies in the freezer so they can imagine it's actually Edward's frozen marble lips on their nethers??
(And thanks for the link!)
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Date: 2009-11-18 04:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 04:03 pm (UTC)I may have to suck it up, do some pre-party prep today and go see it - we all need to share in that, I think. :D
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Date: 2009-11-18 04:26 pm (UTC)In all seriousness though, Kelsey Grammer does have a very distinct Boston-WASP blue blood accent, which is probably no surprise, he's a descendant of a royal governor of the Massachusetts Bay Colony (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Dudley). (This is different from the Kennedy Boston-Irish blue blood accent).
That's why when it was revealed he was from Seattle, I was all, "BWAH?!?"
Other authentic accents in the "Cheers" family: George Ratzenberger (definitely working class Boston — even if he was born in Connecticut) and Nicholas Colasanto (Coach) who had a gen-u-ine Rhode Island accent.
Sorry about geeking out. Half the fun of watching "Cheers" was spotting the genuine accents vs. people who were trying to sound like they were from Boston and failing miserably — I'm looking at you Shelly Long — or not bothering at all — hello Rhea Perlman and Woody Harrelson!
(And for the last time, Cheers writers, it's "the T" not "the subway". No one in the whole of Massachusetts calls it "the subway". It's the Goddamn T! At least they used "Mass Ave" instead of "Massachusetts Avenue", because that shit would just be embarrassing.)
I'd hash on Ted Danson, too, but he worked a lot of years to help clean up Naragansett Bay in Rhode Island as part of his "Save the Oceans" campaign, so he gets a pass on it.
I'll stop now...
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Date: 2009-11-18 04:49 pm (UTC)And, having lived in the Hartford area for almost my whole life, I can tell you that plenty of CT folk have that similar working class Boston accent. John Ratzenberger does have the quality "NO(r)M!" that his character should have! I only wish we could have had more dialogue from Coach, if only because most flatlanders cannot comprehend the mystery that is the "RrrdEyeland" accent. It's like New York and Boston had a love child with a speech impediment.
But, now I want clear chowda and a coffee cabinet for lunch.
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:09 pm (UTC)I mean he HONESTLY THOUGHT HE WAS HEARING ANOTHER LANGUAGE. Which begs the question, THEN HOW THE HELL ARE YOU UNDERSTANDING THE WORDS HE IS SAYING, DOOFUS?
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:36 pm (UTC)I was just cackling about the whole idea that regional accent = different language.
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:38 pm (UTC)This paper was for a Master's level linguistics course.
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:44 pm (UTC)If you're talking about the syncope of the R in those accents, it's called this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhotic_dialect
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:45 pm (UTC)Wow. Talk about awkward.
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:50 pm (UTC)Hopefully her hot... Well, you see where I'm going here.
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:51 pm (UTC)I laugh now, obv.
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:57 pm (UTC)An Assembly Such As This
http://www.amazon.com/Assembly-Such-Fitzwilliam-Darcy-Gentleman/dp/0972852905
Duty and Desire
http://www.amazon.com/Duty-Desire-Novel-Fitzwilliam-Gentleman/dp/0743291360/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpi_3
These Three Remain
http://www.amazon.com/These-Three-Remain-Fitzwilliam-Gentleman/dp/0743291379/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpi_2
All three are a retelling of P&P from Darcy's point of view. The first and third books (coincidentally the books with the most actual Austen from which the author could draw) are excellent. The second book is uncharted territory and deeply weird, (magic, scandal and Beau Brummel, oh my!) but certainly better than any zipper-laden fanfic you might encounter.
*The ones I would never read again are legion. Some of them I would actually consider using as kindling, they were that bad.
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Date: 2009-11-18 06:09 pm (UTC)But I will keep these for that day when I need something professional! :D
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Date: 2009-11-18 06:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 06:32 pm (UTC)I forget that not everyone has my raging allergy to fanfic. :)
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Date: 2009-11-18 06:38 pm (UTC)R. Patt seems to be made mostly of hair. And body odor.
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Date: 2009-11-18 07:10 pm (UTC)At the end when he started talking about his 9yo friend, I was CRYING with laughter.
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Date: 2009-11-18 07:26 pm (UTC)<3
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Date: 2009-11-18 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 08:27 pm (UTC)Do it for the CHILDREN
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Date: 2009-11-18 08:35 pm (UTC)If I can get cookie dough made and balled and meatballs made and... balled, then I think I could pull it off.
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Date: 2009-11-18 08:37 pm (UTC)or something
that was so much dirtier in my head
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Date: 2009-11-18 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 09:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 10:02 pm (UTC)Here are some choice cooking/balls puns. Be sure to use them as conversation starters for your next cookout/party/picnic/Bar Mitzvah:
1. Looks like you've got a lot of balls on your hands.
2. I love meatballs! Especially with long noodles.
3. Maybe you could just grab a sack of Giovanni's meatballs?
4. You have to have a soft hand for my balls. I can give you the recipe.
5. I know it sounds queer, but I actually prefer my meatballs with dollops of creamy carbonara sauce.
Working out a "ball's in your food court" joke is left as an excercise to the reader.
My uni library carries the weirdest things.
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Date: 2009-11-18 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-11-19 12:06 am (UTC)Thank you for commenting on SQUOZED. That's just too ridiculous to be real, AND YET.
Anytime someone challenges you on why you're really there, the response is "Back off man, I'm a scientist!" :D
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Date: 2009-11-19 05:33 am (UTC)btw? check out my halloween picture post. we had fun.
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Date: 2009-11-23 03:42 pm (UTC)I'm sorta shocked that I can't find... adult post P&P fic out there!